The Wraith v.s. Violet Vixen

The Wraith walked through the back alleys of the city as he went over the details of the case in his head again. Apparently there was some strange woman going around at night robbing folks and toying with anyone who dared to try and catch her. So far no one had really seemed to be successful in pulling that last bit off, and The Wraith wasn't sure if it was worth his while to try, but after managing to get a picture of her from one of his sources, he thought it deserved his attention. The thought of running into her briefly made him turn warm, but he tried to shake it off and remind himself that this was for work.

As he attempted to regain his composure a soft voice coming from behind him purred "Looking for me handsome?~"

The Wraith gulped as he turned around to see a woman with long violet hair, wearing a skintight leather jumpsuit and a purple fox mask which partially hid her face but drew his attention to her noticeably plump lips, which were coated in purple lipstick.

"I've heard you've been going around town asking for me" the vixen continued "But if you wanted a date with me honey, all you had to do was ask"

The Wraith was more than a little flustered by her getting the drop on him, but he tried to keep himself focused "Nice try babe, but I'm not gonna fall for that old routine"

"We'll just have to see about that" the vixen purrs, putting her finger on her bottom lip

-The old ruleset applies: the rolls are 1 to 100 even rolls are a success, uneven rolls are a failure.-Characters are allowed 1 free action but must otherwise stick to their movepools-Instead of VIRTUE and VICE, the adventurers have WILLPOWER and the midara have STAMINA.-Encounters that use characters from the OpenRPG may cause a re-appearance of said midara, depending on outcome.

Paralyzed status- Character will be unable to move next turn and will be unable to dodge the next attack

Charmed Status- The next attack dealt by the midara does +1 Willpower damage

Bind Status- Character will be unable to move and continually suffer 2 Willpower damage each turn unless they roll a 50 or higher and escape

Rolls higher than 85 are considered critical and allows the attacker to follow up with another move

Shoulder Throw - Someone trying to grab him from behind? The Wraith just grabs their arm and throws them forward, sending them tail over teakettle. Deals 3 Stamina damage + paralysis status (can be used every 2 turns)

Half-Nelson - Sometimes one just has to make the other guy compliant, and sometimes the only way to do that is to twist their arm up behind their back and make them feel like it could be wrenched out at any moment. Deals 2 Stamina damage + binded status (can be used every 3 turns)

Smoke bomb - typically used to cover an escape or send the enemy into disarray, this canister blankets the immediate area with smoke, obstructing vision and causing most enemies to cough. Makes the opponent unable to attack next turn (can be used every 3 turns)

Flashbang - this grenade emits an uncomfortable burst of light and a very loud bang, stunning those within ten feet of the point of detonation. Causes paralysis status for the next 2 turns (can be used every 4 turns)

Voice of the Wraith - A vocal amplifier that causes the Wraith's voice to resonate at frequencies that disorient, cause mild discomfort, and can provoke fear-reactions. Deals 6 Stamina damage + chance of paralysis if the roll is 40 or higher (can be used every 5 turns)

Nerve Strike - a variety of strikes intended to deaden the affected part or cause temporary immobility. Deals 5 Stamina damage + paralysis (can be used every 4 turns)

Violet Vixen's Abilities

Violet Peck- ??? 3 Willpower damage + chance of causing the opponent's next attack to miss if the roll is 30 or lower (can be used every turn)

Beautiful Vixen- ??? +2 Willpower damage to all attacks for the next 3 turns (one time use)-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The Wraith will succumb after losing 40 WILLPOWERViolex Vixen will succumb after losing 40 STAMINA

The Wraith had hoped to track the Violet Vixen down; catch her by surprise. The thought that she'd picked his trail up first was, not to put too fine a point on it, embarrassing. And suspiciously like a dream that'd been troubling him. Not that he was prone to prophetic dreams like the Sandman; it's just a guilty fantasy of his that he couldn't help entertaining.

"This'd be a lot easier all round if you just gave yourself up," he said, activating his Voice of the Wraith. His voice reverberated, picking up disquieting and unsettling harmonics. "Any chance of you doing the decent thing for once?"

He clenched his fists, if only to stop the unexpected trembling. He'd seen a picture of her, of course, heard the reports, but not much had prepared him for the reality of her appearance: every lush and inviting curve, the full and purple-painted lips that pretty much defined temptation. He felt ever so slightly weak at the knees, and had to fight to steel himself. The Wraith wondered if Batman went through this every time Catwoman showed up, and how he ever managed to keep control.

The Wraith tries to stun the vixen with his voice amplifier, but finds himself so distracted by her features that his voice only lets out a stutter. Seeing her opportunity the vixen moves towards the Wraith...

Move: Violet Peck, 24=success!

And manages to give him a soft kiss on the cheek, making his head spin even further. The vixen giggles "You're so cute. If you liked that, just wait till I get a taste of those lips~" she chimes with a loud smack of her lips

The Wraith trembles as he feels the vixen's lips on his cheek. That sort of gesture might often seem quite chaste, but in this case? No. She's right in his personal space, and her obvious carnal intent keeps him off-balance. Her lips aren't just as soft or warm as he'd imagined; they're even more so, and he can't help but imagine them exploring his body. That is, until she announces her intention to sample his lips.

Then he's left imagining what that must feel like, and he's aware of an achy, tingly sensation; the sort of anticipation as that possibility looms before him, and an awareness of exactly what he's been missing. He tries to compose a witty retort, but it seems the cat got his tongue -- or rather, in this case, the vixen.

Despite the prospect of slow, deep kisses from those sensuous purple lips, a mere breath away from his own; and the voluptuous villainess's close proximity -- not pressed against him yet, but near enough for him to imagine what that must be like -- he still finds it within himself to resist. It takes a superhuman effort, though, and the cracks in his defences are appearing... and spreading.

He needs a distraction. No, he needs her; he needs the Vixen entangled around him, those beautiful lips claiming his. No, he doesn't need that, that's just what he wants, get a grip, man! He reaches for one of his flashbangs, hoping to startle her, and give himself the opportunity to put a bit of distance between them.

And then her lips smack, and he can't help but lose the thread. A foretaste of what those lips can do, promising the most sublime pleasure. He imagines her kisses, her embraces, her sensual domination, and his ability to concentrate goes straight out the window. The flashbang he was about to set off clatters harmlessly to the ground, the pin still in the release mechanism. He actually blushes at his mistake, leaving him looking at the seductress advancing on him. All he can do is watch and anticipate... and crave.

The vixen struts towards The Wraith and pins him down to the ground as she takes out a tube of purple lipstick “I've got a little something special for you handsome” She says. “This lipstick is specially formulated to stimulate the target’s pleasure sensors tenfold and I suppose you could say it gives kisses a little more...punch” she giggles as she waves the tube in front of the target before she begins generously applying it to her plump lips. Once satisfied she leans close to the target’s face and makes a few loud smacking sounds to further arouse him before chiming “Pucker up~” as she forces his lips into a pucker and pulls them into a blg kiss as The Wraith's mind departs for Cloud 9. After holding the kiss for a few moments, she breaks it with a soft “MUUUUUAAAAAHHH” leaving The Wraith lovestruck and wanting for more

The Wraith stifles a moan as the Violet Vixen pins him down, fighting the urge to arch against her. Isn't it what he's always wanted, though? To be at her mercy? The swelling in his trousers would appear to suggest so. His hands are easily pinned to the floor, and even when she releases one in order to apply her lipstick, his hand remains where it is, as surely as if it were still pinned.

And then comes the teasing. Each smack of her lips, growing closer and closer to his, arouses him further still, rendering him incapable of thinking about anything other than kissing. Her lips, glossy and full, look absolutely irresistible -- and isn't purple just the sexiest colour? Sensual, regal, and thoroughly decadent. Vixen hardly has to force his lips to assume the right position.

At last, her lips claim his. For a moment he musters enough of himself to consider resistance, but that quickly fades, to be replaced by desperate rationalisations. It's obvious I can't break out of this, he thinks. What if I play along for a bit? Let her guard drop? Besides, oh, Goddess, it feels so good. Where's the harm? His lips yield to hers, letting it happen for a moment.

A moment later he realises he's kissing her back.

His lips lock helplessly to hers, craving every instance of contact. "Mmmph! ...mmmmmmn..." He presses up against her, his chest to her breasts, his hips rocking slowly, as he savours those soft lips for as long as she's prepared to let him. Somewhere in the midst of all that he realises he has a hand free. The thought that he could somehow escape is fleeting, and quickly ignored, as that arm wraps tight around her waist, holding the villainess close.

His lips finally part from hers with another delicious smack, leaving him aching for more, firmly under her spell, and loving every moment of it. That moan he was stifling finally escapes him. All he can do is snuggle closer, and try to bring his lips closer to hers, seeking more of her intoxicating kisses.

Seeing The Wraith's desperation, the vixen decides to toy with him further and takes out a compact mirror, powdering herself as her skin gives off an almost metallic sheen. Suddenly The Wraith feels a strange force pulling him closer towards her as she giggles “I guess you can’t help being attracted to me sweetie pie~” as she points towards his belt full of metalic gadgets as he quickly realizes that he's beeing sucked in by some kind of powerful magnet. The vixen closes her eyes and puts her lips into a big juicy pucker as The Wraith's lips end up crashing straight into her own and she pulls him into a loving embrace and a passionate French kiss before breaking it with a loud pop.

(The Wraith is now paralyzed)

Stunning Perfume, 3=success!

The vixen continues her little game by pulling out a bottle of perfume and thoroughly spraying herself with it. As The Wraith takes in the sweet scent of her perfume he suddenly finds himseld completely unable to move. "Like my perfume darling?" she laughs as she generously reapplies her lipstick. "Now how about a few more wet ones?~" she chimes as she wraps her arms around The Wraith and pushes her breasts up against him as she slowly starts planting kisses all over his face...

8=failure!

And the Wraith offers up no resistance as the vixen's soft lips work their way all over his body and she moves to unzip his pants...

66=success!

But that shakes The Wraith up just enough for him to regain a little bit of his focus and inch away from her. He tried to remind himself that he was here on a job, but so far the battle between his willpower and her lips seemed to be a losing one.

It's absolute ecstasy. Held fast by her magnetic powder, the Wraith is unable to move away from the bewitching villainess. All he can manage are the tiniest of struggles, but, secure in her embrace, and still overpowered by her 'lustful lipstick' effect, that just makes him writhe against her, growing more and more aroused as he does so. When she deepens that kiss, it's almost more than he can bear. If he could move his arms, he'd have pulled her even closer, but at that point the most he could accomplish was to welcome her lips once again, his tongue dancing and winding around hers, his body surrendering to her power. As the kiss breaks he feels a little more of the urge to resist return -- but nowhere near enough. His look is positively imploring, the sudden withdrawal of her pleasures being a painful experience.

But then her lips return, each kiss seeming to suck out more of his willpower. He groans, struggles a little, but it seems that the only reason he could have to do so is to give her something to conquer. Again his defences crumble, and any movement he makes is just to intercept those kisses with his own warm, hungry lips, his heartbeat thundering along at breakneck pace.

It's just the sound of his trousers being unzipped that somehow brings him round, just a little more. His erection is almost freed, tenting the fabric of his shorts, and from the look of him it'd take more than several icy showers and a blow on the end with a cold spoon to put it back on the slack. His mind still reeling, he figures his best shot is to restrain her while he gets his balance back. He's reluctant to strike her; hitting a woman just seems wrong, especially one like Violet Vixen, who seems to have him wrapped around her little finger. He rushes towards her, trying to get her in a bear hug while he tries to think up his next move, little realising that a move like this probably won't get him out of danger very quickly. If anything, he could end up back in her embrace all too soon!

The Wraith dashes in to try and crush the vixen in a tight bear hug, but the feeling of her soft breasts causes him to lose focus and loosen his grip, making it easy for her to slip out of it

Move: Hero's Reward, 76=success!

Despite his apparently failure however, the vixen flexes her arms as though she's in pain, and while a part of him senses something is up The Wraith instinctually tries to see if she needs any help. This quickly backfires as she leaps into his arms and says "You're a real Prince Charming aren't you? You deserve a little reward~" she purrs as she puts her lips into a big pucker and pulls him in as she starts covering his face in kisses and roughly making out with him, pulling The Wraith back in for more as the he starts gasping for air. Eventually she manages to make him fall to the ground where she continues her kissing spree and finishes things off by giving him a soft kiss on the lips, leaving his faced completely buried in her lipstick

(The Wraith is now paralyzed and charmed)

Move: Lustful Lipstick, 45=success!

As The Wraith lies sprawled out on the ground in a lustful daze, the vixen plants herself on top of him and reapplies her lipstick in slow, careful strokes as The Wraith's member throbs with desire. Once finished she sensually licks her lips and says "Now give me a nice big wet one, hero!~" as she gives him another big kiss on the lips holding it until The Wraith can barely breathe before pulling away with a loud "MUUUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAHHHH~" as he's left even further entranced by her. The Wraith awkwardly tries to climb back onto his feet, but at this point he's a lipstick ridden mess, and he's unsure of how much longer he can hold on.

By now the Wraith has ceased to see the point in fighting. His mouth plundered by hers, lips assailed by a ferocious series of passionate kisses; who could have much fight in them left after that? The Vixen has elevated the art of kissing to something overwhelming; irresistable. Aroused to the point of aching priapism, all his hidden and repressed desires laid bare by the violet-lipped seductress, he is putty in her hands. He has no thoughts of victory or escape; only of conquest -- namely, how wonderful it would be to be conquered by her. It might just be that he felt something for her before she used her chemical-laced lipstick and started toying with him, and now those feelings have control of him.

His knees weak, legs trembling beneath him, the Wraith still manages to advance upon his opponent, but it's obvious he has no attack readied. It's not even a bearhug like the last time; he tries to get his arms around her for a far more pleasurable kind of embrace.

His gaze held by the Vixen's, he moves closer, still aching for her kisses, to spend forever at her mercy -- if that's as long as it takes to give her even a fraction of the pleasure she's given him. Within him, his inner voice urges him that he has a last chance to issue a challenge. "I want you..." he says. In connection with crimes? Dead or alive? To give herself up?

"With pleasure~" chimes the vixen as she applies more of her special powder to her face and The Wraith finds himself being pulled in closer "Come here, loverboy!~" she purrs as she forms her lips into another huge pucker and pulls him into a passionate french kiss as his mind goes blank with pleasure.

(The Wraith is now paralyzed)

Move: Paralyzing Perfume, 1, success!

After holding the kiss for a few more moments, the vixen stops to fix her makeup, adding on a few more coats of lipstick and spraying herself with more perfume, before turning her direction back towards The Wraith and pouts her lips with a lustful expression. The Wraith gulps as she presses her chest against him and plants a few more kisses on his face, each one causing his member to get harder and harder as he's quickly left with a massive boner and the desire for the vixen to have her way with him

(The Wraith's Willpower is at 0! The Wraith will now succumb!)

The vixen rips off The Wraith's pants, exposing his throbbing member as she strokes it while peppering his lips with soft kisses. After a couple of rounds of this, she gives him a kiss on the cheek before whispering into his ear: "Time to cum~" as she wraps her lips around his member and he finally climaxes before passing out.

The Wraith wakes up the next day in the same alley way and quickly finds himself feeling both warm and a little embarrassed as his body's been completely riddled with lipstick and his clothes tattered. It seemed as though the vixen left as soon as she had her fun and The Wraith was a little irritated at how easily she had bested him, but mixed as his feelings were, it was certainly an experience he wouldn't soon forget